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Eve's POV:
I ran as fast as I could from the man who was chasing me I tried to scream multiple times but my voice was lost I wasn't able to speak let alone scream for help, my lungs burned as I tried to catch my breath, the branches hit my arms and legs as I ran leaving cut's and bruises on my arms and legs, my face stung as the wind whipped it, my eyes were glazed over with tears making it harder to see, causing me to fall over with a loud thud. The cloaked man came closer to me, I saw his face clearly now, he was handsome but his eyes were red with black dots, under his eyes were lines that looked like he hasn't slept, he had on a long black cloak that had red clouds that were outlined with man came closer with the intention of killing me until his companion called for him." Hey Itachi leave her, she is not worth your time we already have what we came for." said the fish looking man walking in the opposite direction, the one called Itachi gave me one last glare before he left, as I watched there retreating figures I cried knowing I was alone, those two men killed my entire family and I couldn't do any thing to stop them, I had watched in horror as the two massacred my family, I curled up into a little ball under a tree and stayed there. I had stopped crying the shock starting to settle in, my eye lids were starting to fall, I refused to sleep; I didn't want nightmares of the recent events, but my eyes won and I fell asleep.
Naruto's POV:
"Ok our mission today is to investigate a village near here that was attacked by the Akatsuki, originally the hokage would have higher class ninja do this mission but he thought it was time to test your skills out." Stated kakashi-sensei, "alright!!!" I yelled happy that we actually had a real mission today "Shut up Naruto!" yelled sakura "ok shall we get started?" asked kakashi putting his book away. "What about Sasuke?" asked sakura " oh him he will be with the hokage for a while, he's helping him sort out some papers." Sated kakashi impatiently "can we go now?" I asked annoyed at sakura's question "yes we are leaving now." Stated kakashi on his way towards the other village. "Hey wait up!" I yelled catching up with him, sakura not to fare behind.
Eve's POV:
I woke up with a headache, I put my hand on my head to try and suppress some of the pain, I sat up against the tree putting my head back slowly, I closed my eyes trying to block out some of the sunlight that was shining in my face. Memories from last night flooded back into my head making my headache worse, I placed both of my hands on my head trying to keep my head from exploding, a few minutes had passed and my headache was better, I moved my hands from my head as I leaned off the tree and laid down on the cool ground, I stayed there until I heard voices, I slowly stood up and walked over to the bushes and hid there, the voices came closer. "Hey kakashi sensei I'll check over here." Said a male voice, I heard footsteps come closer to where I was hiding, I started to panic, my heart was pounding out of my chest, what If these people were like the ones from last night? What would they do to me? As I thought about this the foot steps had stopped and so did my breathing, the person was right in front of me, I couldn't take it any longer my fight or flight instincts took over and I took flight right out of the bush and in the opposite direction of the person "hey wait!" yelled the male starting to run after me, "my legs gave way and I fell and rolled down a hill bumping into a large rock leaving a gash on my forehead, I heard the person slide down the hill and land next to me, in my last means of protection I curled up into a ball and cried waiting for the pain to come, the person put his hand on my shoulder and I jumped, I started to calm down a bit when he started to talk to me. " I'm not going to hurt you I'm trying to help." Said the voice calming and soothing, I looked up and saw the person with a gentle smile on his face, he had blond hair and bright blue eyes that were warm and comforting, I don't know why but I threw myself at him embracing him crying, the boy just stayed where he was until two people came down the hill, one had short pink hair and the other was an older man with sliver hair and half his face was covered by a mask. "Naruto who's this?" asked the pinked haired girl, I stopped crying and hid behind the boy who was taller than me by a good foot. "I don't know I found her in a bush and then she took off and fell down this hill and then she clinged to me." Said the boy they called naruto, the older man came near me and I flinched and buried my head into Naruto's back for protection "Well I guess it's safe to say she's scared out of her mind." Said the older man, "the poor thing." Said the girl with pink hair "what are we going to do with her kakashi-sensei?" naruto asked the one he called kakashi. "Well I guess we bring her back to our village and I will see what the hokage wants to do." Stated kakashi, naruto turned around to face me "you'll be alright now we are going to help you." Stated naruto smiling at me again, I nodded in under standing, as we started to walk I grabbed naruto's arm and stayed there. "It seems she has taken a likening to you naruto." Stated kakashi, naruto blushing a little. The one with pink hair walked next to me, "so what s your name?" she asked, I opened my mouth to say something but then closed it knowing nothing would come out. "You can trust us we wont do any thing to you." She said trying to be nice, "sakura I don't think she can talk," stated Kakashi "really why not? asked the one named sakura" well I think she may have lost it either recently or sometime during her past." Stated kakashi, "oh." Said sakura with pity. As we walked further my legs gave out again, I braced my self for impact but it never came Naruto's arms caught me before I hit the ground. "I think I should carry her until we get to the hospital." Said kakashi, I looked at Naruto worriedly but he nodded at me telling me it was safe and I took his word for it and climbed on kakashi's Back, after I was on we were off again to Naruto's village.